"Are you sure that casting that cloud-walking spell on Pinkie was a good idea?" Spike asked. "You know she's probably going to go right to Rainbow Dash's house, right?"

"Serves them right," Twilight grumbled. "That's what happens when they won't leave me alone. Maybe next time they'll think twice about bothering me for penis magic."

"Is it really that big of a deal? I mean, it only takes you a few minutes to cast it."

"It's the principle of the thing, okay?" Twilight sighed and looked up from her book. "I don't want to get a reputation for casting sex magic at the drop of a hat. I might do it occasionally for them as a favor, but I don't want them making a habit out of coming to bother me every time they get horny. Which is a lot apparently. Besides, I have other stuff to work on, and I'd rather not have to worry about having everyone popping in every day to bug me about it."

"What all do we have to work on?" Spike said with a yawn. "Well, I have prepare for Celestia's visit, for one! She's going to be coming a week from today to check on my progress in magical development. And I'm already way behind. I was supposed to have a set of medical spells set up, and right now I've got nothing! If I don't have something ready for her when she gets here, she'll put me in detention for the rest of the year!"

"No, she won't." Spike rolled his eyes. "First of all, ever since you got out of grade school, Celestia doesn't even give detentions. Second, you-" He made a sudden hurking sound as his face turned a bit green. It was a telltale sign that a letter was on it's way. "Ugh..." He belched loudly and the letter fell into his hands. "I wish that wouldn't happen right after I eat," He grumbled.

"If you wouldn't eat all the time you wouldn't have that problem," Twilight said. "What's the letter say?"

Spike opened the letter and scanned it. The greenness drained out of his face, along with the rest of the color. "Uh oh."

"What?"

Spike swallowed. "Celestia is... moving up her visit."

"What?" Twilight stared at him. "When is she coming?"

Spike braced himself. "Tomorrow."

It was Twilight's turn to go pale. "Oh, shit."

Author's Note

The story continues here.